the only good thing ihad going for me. Im not sure why i did it. out of rage, i geuss. out of greif, fear, sickness. out of my blackened heart. It never used to be this way. They say that everything happens for a reason. im waiting for it.. but i feel i cant wait any longer..

I know theres another life out there, for me.. ...somewhere.. This isnt the life i want to be living im not content with the place i call "home" home is so far away. but i know its out there i can hear it calling my name. All i do is have to wait through all of theese meaningless days and long hours. But one day ill make it i dont know where it is or how to get there but when i do home will be waiting for me.